He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
in the 'for' section of the check i put "when we got drunk and broke things". again im sorry.
So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
I definitely recall eating shredded cheese out of the bag while you were wearing that apron.
woke up with the dennys waiters MYSPACE link on the back of my receipt...yep one of those nights
The yard is growling at me WHAT DID U GIVE ME?
I wish a box of wine came w a hose. It'd be so much easier to drink from.
You have to summon your inner elephant
Ryan got so drunk he gave a hobo $20 and I had to zip tie him to the bed so he doesn't out stupid himself
I have one goal now that I am in the USA. To find a man I can fuck into marriage before my visa runs out.
You were crying hysterically
So that's why my heels were in the oven...
How did you interpret 'wheat thins' from 'vaginal trauma'?
I got all the way to work before I realized there were Trojans in my bra.
Is it normal for a guy to send you a dick pic along with “He misses youâ€
I promise it wsnt a penis when i put it in my mouth
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